Many of the postings on FaceBook are obnoxious and irritating. Some are precious. I like to see families and birthdays and newborn babies. It's like a Christmas letter every day! Except people aren't so forward with their political ideas in a Christmas letter. Sometimes on FaceBook there are opinions expressed I agree with and there are times I need to unfriend someone because I consider their posts offensive. That's OK, they may consider me offensive. Often times wise words find their way to my Page. This is one of them:
For some reason, this means a lot to me today. Numbers 1, 4, and 5 especially. Why do I do that to myself? At the ripened, wizened age of 60 you'd think I could stop! But I need to remind myself. Every. Single. Day.
Thank you, FaceBook!
Thank you, FaceBook!
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